Articles by Edan Lepucki
December 9, 2014
Before my summer publication madness, before I did my reading in airplanes and various Panera locations and cheesy hotel bars, I had one particular experience with a book that filled my soul with fizz and made me feel alive in that way that only reading a great book can.
November 11, 2014
Lately, I’ve been thinking: If I were a fictional character, would readers hate me?
September 24, 2014
The girls in The Secret Place are very recognizably obnoxious teenagers — to the extent that I thought they were all idiots, and at one point or another I thought all of them capable of murder.
September 3, 2014
That’s part of the publicist’s job — to help communicate how each writer’s story and book is unique.
May 19, 2014
My failure to convince publishers of someone’s talent and commercial viability: that’s a sustained shitty feeling that comes with no billable hours.
May 5, 2014
If we see something as fully as possible, in all its flaws and troubles, we can pursue it and embrace it more fully as well — there aren’t secrets or dangers festering under the surface.
April 21, 2014
It’s hard to think of a single mode in American literature and letters that at this point isn’t organic to the West Coast: you name it, there’s a writer here who has published a work about it.
April 9, 2014
It’s miraculous that these little darlings didn’t get killed in the rewriting process.
March 26, 2014
After I sold my novel to Little, Brown, my editor Allie Sommer and I talked on the phone (for the second time ever). I said, “My parents are so proud of me!” and she said something like, “Mine are so proud of me!”
February 12, 2014
One particular image from Baked by Mark Haskell Smith persists in my memory. There is bondage involved. And testicle shaving. It was with this in mind that I began Smith’s new novel, Raw: A Love Story. I hoped to find that same ribald humor, not to mention a few delightful plot twists. I wasn’t disappointed.